Poetry and WH Auden

I have been reading WH Auden's poetry lately. If you want to try some of his more popular poms, here are links to Roman Wall Blues, Lay Your Sleeping Head, or Funeral Blues.

Auden sometimes writes longer works in sections, each section having a different rhythm, style, line length and so on. His poem on the death of the poet WB Yeats is a great example of this, it is like 3 different but linked poems. I love the third section.

This is a section from The Quest, I thought it was amusing. Sections X, XI and XV are interesting too.

XIV. The Way
Fresh addenda are published every day
To the encyclopedia of the Way,

Linguistic notes and scientific explanations,
And texts for schools with modernised spelling and illustrations.

Now everyone knows the hero must choose the old horse,
Abstain from liquor and sexual intercourse,

And look out for a stranded fish to be kind to:
Now everyone thinks he could find, had he a mind to,

The way through the waste to the chapel in the rock
For a vision of the Triple Rainbow or the Astral Clock,

Forgetting his information comes mostly from married men
Who liked fishing and a flutter on the horses now and then.

And how reliable can any truth be that is got
By observing oneself and then just inserting a Not?

W. H. Auden 1907 - 1973